Jackals in the Night:
Chapter VI—Blood and Corpses
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A/N: Despite the name of the chapter, this one is a bit more humorous than the rest. I tried to keep this story serious, but Nny kept screwing it up. Oh well. Anyways, this chapter is different from the rest for two reasons: humor and 3rd person. Hope you enjoy it you Slave Drivers!
Pairings: None in the chapter (at least not really)
Genre: Shounen ai/Slash, Humor, Angst/Drama (a little), OOC
Disclaimer: Vasquez wants to hurt me badly for writing this. HIDE ME!
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Pepito and Nny continued yelling and screaming while trying to cause as much bodily harm to the other as possible. Nny had gotten only a few deep cuts onto Pepito's arm which slowed his fireballs a bit. However, Pepito did set Nny's leg aflame for a few short moments. Soon, the kitchen was unrecognizable and they had moved to another room to "argue."
Hopping behind a couch, Nny tossed his knife at Pepito again. Setting it on fire, the knife soon was only mush.
"You'll have to try better than that, Wacky Nny." Pepito laughed loudly.
"You're death will be slow and painful! Not even HELL will be able to match my torment!" Nny's voice turned cold and monotone.
"Promises, promises." A fireball set the couch on fire.
Rolling out of the way, Nny pulled out another knife he had hid in his coat and tossed it into Pepito's arm. Pepito's blood pooled onto the carpet as he grabbed his wounded arm.
"GODDAMNIT!" Closing his eyes, Pepito began summoning up all of the hell fire he could. He would make this mortal sorry for starting this fight.
The house began to tremble and shake from the force of Pepito's power. Windows exploded, their shards aiming towards Nny's limping body. Some hit home while others were way off. The roof began to shrink towards the ground, but neither Pepito nor Nny seemed to care.
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Squee laid on top of a few bodies traumatized at the fact that he is even there. Crawling towards the only exit that he could, Squee began his long journey in hopes he would get out of the tunnel soon. Holding onto Schmee with dear life, he pulled himself over all the mutilated bodies making a mental note NEVER to make Nny mad.
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A loud explosion made many of the neighbors look out of their houses. Many were surprised to see that the house at 779 was now rubble and there were two "men" screaming at each other. One had a knife still lodged into his arm while the other had a few glass shards in random limbs. Deciding they didn't want to know, they went back to their meaningless lives pretending they couldn't hear the loud yelling from across the street.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!" Nny limped over to Pepito with the urge to strangle him. "LOOK AT SQUEEGEE'S HOUSE!"
"YOU PROVOKED ME YOU WACKY BASTARD YOU!"
"WACKY!? WACKY?! WHY I—where's Squeegee anyways…?" Nny looked around for the young man finding nothing but rubble.
Pepito stopped his yelling and soon did the same. Glancing at the rubble, all he could say was: "Oh shit."
Nny glares at Pepito with absolute venom. Talking in the same monotone voice, he growled, "This is your entire fault!"
"NO, IT ISN'T!" Pepito's eyes flashed dangerously at the form of Nny.
"Yes it is!" Nny's voice started to flip from calm to angry—fast. "If you just hadn't been rude to me--acting like you're better than me--this never would have happened!!"
"DO YOU WANT TO START SOMETHING WITH ME AGAIN!" Pepito's hands turned aflame again, ready to set Nny on fire.
"….maybe." Nny looked towards the rubble again.
Without anyone noticing, Squee opened Nny's door. Crawling out of house 777, Squee was covered with blood and dirt from who-knows-where. Schmee—however—layed firmly in the young man's arms. Panting, he glances around at the sunlight.
"I'm alive!" Squee's voice remains full of relief until he sees Nny and Pepito arguing by a broken house.
Seeing as they are probably going to cause more trouble, he moves into Nny's house again. As he gets a few feet away from the door, something clicks. Dashing out of the house again, Squee's eyes become the shapes of large plates.
"MY HOUSE!" Squee's scream stops Nny from cutting into Pepito's throat and Pepito from setting Nny's other body parts on fire.
"Squeegee! You're alive." Nny sounded relieved and calm—rather than Squee's frantic voice.
"..MY HOUSE?!" Squee's unbelieving eyes stared at the rubble.
Pepito glared at Nny. "Now look what you did! You blew up his house!"
"ME?!" Nny took out the knife still in Pepito's shoulder—making the young demon yell out in pain and glare at the homicidal maniac.
"MY HOUSE!!" Squee yelled again, oblivious to the fight that was about to restart. His eyes fill with tears as he looks around. "Where am I going to live now?"
Nny paused in his fighting with Pepito to put his hands underneath his chin—still holding his knife. "Hmm…why not with me?"
"He's joining my army, remember?!" Pepito growled loudly, pissed he was being ignored.
"That's doubtful." Nny commented still having his hands under his chin.
"Why's that?"
"You blew up his house." Nny gave a few short nods.
"You helped." Pepito grumbled, narrowing his eyes are the cheeky Nny.
Squee remained speechless as he continued to listen to Nny and Pepito point fingers at one another. "Who has the SPECIAL powers? Man…I wish I still had Head Explodie."
"You're lucky I didn't melt your skin off." Pepito's hands started aflame again making Squee feel VERY uncomfortable.
If you ask me…I would rather live in a tree than with these two.
"GODDAMN LYING TEDDY NO ONE ASKED YOU!" Pepito was thrown off by Nny's yelling—not that it wasn't unexpected but because it wasn't directed to anyone Pepito could see.
"…who are you yelling at?"
Turning his attention to Pepito, Nny gave a sigh. "The Lying Bastard Teddy! Must I repeat myself?!"
"I see no bear." Pepito looked around but saw no animal past the one in Squee's arms and that could very well not talk.
"That's because you're blind, Red Eye!" Nny poked Pepito's eye with the hilt of his knife.
Rubbing his eye, Pepito again felt enraged at the maniac. "WHY YOU WACKY…"
"WACKY?! WACKY?!"
"I think I'll go inside." After hearing all the argument, Squee was sure the block wasn't going to survive much longer. Being in Nny's house might save him from some of the explosions, at least he hoped so.
Closing the door behind him, trying to be oblivious to the noise, Squee calmly asked Schmee.
"Why can't I have any normal friends?"
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TBC?
C&C are welcome! ^_^
Told you it would be funny. Twisted, but funny!